cycling tips

Some trip, others
roll. Still others
stay put. Still!

Fair is like just.

Just is like riding a
bike off a log! At the
mean end of a tall, steep
hill: hard ride, short trip
- but fast!

No one saw? Not bad.
No one could learn
to forget a thing
like that.

That's why
it comes back

to you.

In-moment, by catch
and drag easy recall: by
obligation, in principle:
you knew what to do

once.
Once we all did.
Remember those swanny,
moronic duckling days
of youth? The horse
you beat dead then
rides you still. You
know. That was all
back then.

But wait - look! It
might just apply! Now,
such might may make
do. Yet oh-shit somehow,
VWOOP! You done rode
right! Off a log! Put - quick,
why? There to protect-what?

A cliff? OK. Good job.

That's fair. As life. As you'll have
to allow, past a certain point. We all
do go over to wow! How? or ow.
And/or row like a boat
on oar mode.

Ka

-plow. As we might
say later, optimistically
at this midair, soon-to-be
hopefully midstream point?
Or any reasonably bushy landing
if we can overturn in fact how
we turn over in mind: “Any row
you can walk away from wasn't
that hard to plow, now.” Was it?